What is right or wrong when it comes to communicating with the opposite sex? I am always asking myself that very question. Momma always told me growing up that the lady does not chase the guy; she lets the guy chase her, so I have always been afraid to make any kind of move. Don’t get me wrong, there are times that I talk myself into making a slight move now and again, but I then constantly second guess myself.
Yesterday, I had three guys messaging me at one time. I told my oldest niece that I wish they would spread out the messaging because I probably won’t hear from any of them at all tomorrow, which is today, and I was right. So I begin to wonder if I am supposed to reach out to them? I am not because it wouldn’t be lady like. I would rather wonder what the hell happen than look like someone that is coming on too strong. It’s not the fear of rejection because, as I have mentioned before, I would rather someone tell me they aren’t interested than to just disappear.
So here is how every conversation ended yesterday. One, I just got a message hearted. I am not sure if I was supposed to reply to someone that just gave me a heart, so I just didn’t. Next, one of the two that actually have my phone number, he had a long day at work and told me when he had gotten home. He then ask me what I was doing. I told him the truth. I was grading papers. I haven’t heard from him since. I guess my life is too boring or I didn’t catch a hint. I don’t know, but that man manual would have been nice to have. The next guy, which is an old friend from about thirty years ago, called and we spoke on the phone for a bit. It was nice to catch up. He said goodbye and that he would try to call today. I honestly didn’t expect him to call, so it’s not really a big deal that he didn’t, but I am second guessing something I said or didn’t say as to why he didn’t, but he hinted more than once how we should get together and also messaged me after we hung up and said we should talk again. I thought we had already come to the conclusion that we were going to, so I just simply replied, “Okay.” Maybe that was too vague of a response. Hmmm. Man manual, please. This is all silly because we do not have to talk everyday, and, in reality, I am good with not talking everyday, but I find myself wondering if I was supposed to be the one making the first move today. Hmmm…ding ding! Manual!
I have never been good at this, ever. I am not good at catching hints or cues. I don’t know how the hell or why I am so awkward. I really do have so much to give someone, but I seem to talk myself into believing that I don’t. I even start to worry about meeting up with someone in person and how they might regret meeting up with me at all. Anyway, I hate playing this game. I have always loved the idea of being with someone, but I hate the whole process of getting there. Ugh. Can’t my someone just come riding up on their horse, knock on my door, hand my a bouquet of flowers, and tell me that it was always me that they loved? What? Too much? It would be so much easier on me. ha ha….
Anyway, if you are a man and are reading this, how about you send me that manual now.